ohisashiburi.
May 5, 2014 | 8:44 PM
Apparently my blog works again. Just typing those first five words after a year of not typing anything felt strange and foreign; it's as though my fingers don't
get the keyboard anymore. It has been a year of ups and downs, and just being somewhere so far away from home has changed me a lot.
Mum and Siyi are here now - I am really happy, yet at the same time they stand in such stark contrast to what I've been doing for the past two years. I don't really understand how this works, actually. It's hard to imagine being foreign to Denver and Boulder, though I was exactly that two years ago. I'm not saying I know everything about the US, but somehow things I used to think weird, I never think about them anymore. Everyday in this country, I am reminded that I am not from here, that I'm transitory, this isn't my home. That's why I've been dying to find a place I can call mine, for the next five years at least, and not feel like such a stranger anymore. Isn't that what America is all about? Land of the free and all that. Coming here you realize that that's only limited to the precious few and far between.
Maybe I'mm just being pessimistic. End of year papers are due and I'm doing my usual procrastination.
And if anyone still reads this, hello again.
A lot to think about. So much so much so much. A relationship shouldn't be too interdependent. I haven't really learned that.
Two sneezes.
I am turning twenty-seven this year, you know. How did that happen? I feel like I need to be twenty again and learn how to grow up better this time.
velda.
